Beepsumu realized what he was doing, and she led the rest of the group out of hiding. “Y-yeah, he sure will!” she said. “Gosh, it wasn’t easy finding that thing was it? It’s a good thing we met those cute little cats who were so willing to help us.”

Axem Red drew his axe as he stopped the group. “Hold it! Who the heck are you?”

Beepsumu answered him. “Come on, Red, don’t tell me you don’t remember us?”

Red paused for a moment, before turning to Green. “Yo, Green! Do you know these guys?”

Axem Green gave the group a quick look. “Um, no. Maybe they’re new models or something?”

Red turned back to the group. “Uh… Of course I know who you are! Just… remind me what you were doing, okay?”

Beepsumu continued her act. “We’ve just returned from a strange and dangerous dimension. We were sent there to retrieve this EXTREMELY rare artifact from an island in the south seas.”

Axem Black finally spoke up. “What does Smithy want with that old thing? It look like a piece of junk to me!”

Bowyetta’s expression turned stern, and, hoping they wouldn’t notice her odd speech pattern, she said “Do not be questioning of Smithy. This is not looking much, but is being extremely powerful. We must be personally delivering it to him right away.”

The Axems looked at each other for a minute, before moving out of the way. “Alright.” said Red. “But make it quick! If we waste any more time we’re gonna be in even bigger trouble!”

As the group hurried inside the Factory, they could hear Axem Pink call to them, “And you better hurry! You already look like you’re starting to rust!”

 “Can’t believe they actually fell for that,” Beepsumu muttered as she took a look around. While the interior of the Factory wasn’t much different from the outside, it was much warmer without the pounding rain. There was also a strong smell hanging in the air, a mixture of smoke and metal and fire. Bonkakira crinkled her nose at it, and even Beepsumu seemed bothered by it. Bowyetta didn’t seem to mind at all, however. “So, Bowyetta, is there anything else we need to watch out for?”

“Let Bowyetta to think… Bowyetta is not knowing where the house is being. But, she is knowing one thing. As we are going in, it is going to be getting hot. And it is going to be getting loud. Is this being a problem for anyone?”

The Repairman nodded vigorously at the “new model” suggestion. Sure, that sounded right.

“Piece of junk? I’ll have you know–” was what he was about to say, until Bowyetta gave a response that was probably better.

He didn’t waste any time getting into the dry, dry castle. Almost immediately, he got back into his normal, blobby form. He sighed in relief. Like Bowyetta, he wasn’t too bothered by the smell, but it was unusual for him.

“I honestly expected them to try and take it,” the Repairman admitted. “Apparently they were a little smarter than that.”

He listened to Bowyetta, and then replied, “I might evaporate, but that’s not as bad as dissolving. I’ll be fine.”

 He paused.

“Wait a minute,” he said, looking at Jingletooth, “Who is that Spackledorf guy you mentioned? And why didn’t he come with us?”